Reynold “Roy” Aiken - The Rascal VS The Barman (Thomas Armstrong)
(Full matchup list here)
Alright team, here's a recap: This is a contest to determine who amongst you will take the top of the leaderboards and be hired at TFI! Simply put, whoever gets the most votes gets to move on, and whoever doesn't... Well. They'll be put down swiftly and cleanly. :}
So, mann your stations, because here are your next contestants! Vote for your favorite mercenary who you want to win the TF2 OC Contest! - P
WHO SHOULD TFI HIRE?
Reynold "Roy" Aiken - The Rascal
The Barman (Thomas Armstrong)
Voting ended onJan 13, 2025
OC INFO UNDER THE CUT!
We highly encourage you to take a peek to make your decision!
Reynold “Roy” Aiken - The Rascal
@thenumberonerascal
Image credit: jestersmassacre
Rascal is a 12 year old boy who wandered onto RED teams base years ago- and surprisingly, hasn’t run away from all of the blood and fighting yet. In fact, he really loves it!
The Rascal doesn’t bring a lot to battle- a few guns and a slingshot- but he still wants to be useful and prove he belongs with the mercenaries(who he chooses to call his family- not that he’ll ever tell them that).
He uses his slingshot to throw things to his teammates and at the opponents- water balloons full of gasoline, health packs, bonk- you name it. He’s only the slightest bit slower than Scout, and has the lowest HP of the group.
He’s cocky, easy to anger, a bit too confident in his abilities- a mini Scout, if you may (who he thinks is the coolest guy ever). He’s always excited to jump into battle, distract and irritate the other team, and prove that he’s just as strong as everyone else.
Maybe if he wins, The Administrator will think about paying him for his fighting!
The Barman (Thomas Armstrong)
@trypo-p
Image credit: @/trypo-p
Born and raised in Stratford, Ontario, Barman is an affable gentleman who specializes in the art of mixology. Among the mercenaries, Barman is relatively tame in comparison; he gets along with everyone and is seen as an almost "parental" figure to most of the team. Whether it be telling old stories of his life back in Canada, or smacking Scout on the back of his neck for forgetting his manners, he has his ways of making the team remember that he's their elder.
Most of the man's time is spent in his makeshift bar in the team's base, or in his own room. That, of which, contains a multitude of model train sets. Sadly Barman was unable to live his dream of becoming a train conductor, but he can still lose himself in the fantasy when he's alone in his room with his models.
When he's in his bar, however, he gets to have casual conversation among his teammates. During his time working for the team he had become quite friendly with Demoman and Spy, often spending nights with them at the bar after a long battle. He'd listen to everyones worries, give them advice, then laugh the rest of the night away to lighten up the mood.
It just ain't right! A kid that young getting' tangled up in a mess like this, barely old enough to know what he's doin' out here, let alone in the middle of a warzone. Twelve years old like him should be home, schoolin' with folks his own age— not hidin' behind concrete walls, holdin' a gun that’s near bigger than his head. Makes a man wonder what's goin' on back home to make war look like the better choice.
It just ain't right. Lettin' a kid in this kind of— m'dad barely talked 'bout his work to me when I was younger, he would just avoid the questions entirely whenever I brought it up. Yet here he—
It just ain't right.
Don't even know—
I'll keep my mouth shut. I'll get him to stay indoors as much as possible. I'd say I have a childhood, and I'll (try to) give him that too.
